A tomb, located at a mysterious place. Inside, a living being.
In a wide dark area lies a creature on the floor. This creature with crimson red fur, a fluffy tail and wears black clothing with a red sign on it. It is unconscious against the stone floor but soon awakens from its slumber.
The creature is male and looked like he was exhausted like he has been asleep for years. His ears were long, which they laid downwards on his back. The instant he rubs and opens his eyes, a faded color disappeared and was replaced with a faint yellow which shaped the eyes of something reptile-like. It gave a bit of an evil vibe to it. He had an amount of hair covering one of his eyes. As he was done rubbing his eyes, he started looking around, sitting on his knees. Standing up and wobbling a bit, he stared at his hands. He took a look around the area. He doesn't know who or where he is, staring at the floor with a blurry vision. After several minutes, he started walking around. He noticed there were symbols and tons of pillars nearby, with more than 8 candles surrounding where he was laying. It seemed like he was inside an ancient tomb with a very high ceiling. About 26 feet away was a huge stone door that was just slightly open, which let a tiny ray of sunlight and wind inside.
The creature started walking towards there, wondering where he was. He found it strange though, no one has been insight. Was he put inside this place by someone? Why is his mind blank, remembering nothing? Opening the tomb's door and stepping outside, he witnessed a slightly windy desert with some sand covering the air. This creature did not want to stay, so he started walking into the unknown. "What...should I do? Who am I even...?" This creature wonders.
Here begins a story, after a series of events, full of sorrow, jealousy, and malice. A lost past that has been forgotten. Abandoned. Erased. But right now, we are to focus on... three figures, who wore dark brown cloaks and masks with obscure scribbles on them are wondering about. One of them is huge, probably seven feet with a helmet-mask sort of mix. His helmet seemed to be nailed into his skull by three bolts. The others wore simple strap-on masks. One of them seemed to be complaining, a female voice. This one has long black hair that is visible from the top and behind her mask. "How long is this going to take? I can't stand this heat. My hair will get all icky and sandy!" The other figure keeps walking, ignoring her. "Yea, sure, say nothing... you can't be enjoying this place though, Serious-" She stops walking and moves her mask forward, silently saying, "In front of us, Cutte. The one we are looking for." Cutte is the other figure, he has some of his hair covering the left side of his mask. His height was just slightly taller than the female one, who is about 4 feet. So Cutte would be about 4 and a half feet tall.
Cutte sees the shadowy figure through the windy sands and approaches. "Well, well, he is finally awake and about." The shadow he is approaching is the crimson creature from the tomb. Cutte stops 20 feet from the crimson creature and points at him: "We've been looking for you, my friend". The crimson looked confused as he concentrated his eyes towards these three figures, but they were too far away to see clearly. "Hmm... who are you guys?", says the crimson creature. Cutte removes his mask and reveals his face. He resembled the same anatomy of our crimson friend, but his fur was the color of light violet. He shared the same hairstyle as the crimson creature, but a little shorter. His eyes were the same as crimson, yellow reptile-like. "We are friends", Cutte says, raising his paw at the crimson creature. "We have been waiting for your awakening and now we must take you with us". The crimson creature had a neutral expression, asking, "Friends... we are? what do you want with me... do you know my name... who am I?".
The female jumps in front of Cutte, "Your name, aha, your name. It's Xackt! Kinda weird if you ask me." The female said as she was fanning herself from the heat. The crimson creature mumbled to himself, "Xackt... Xackt.. my name huh?" He looked at the tall figure behind the two smaller creatures before him, then at Cutte again. Cutte did a slight bow, "Yes. Now, it is time to come with u-", Cutte stops and gives an expression of surprise as he then his eyes shut in pain. "Nghuuh!.. WHAT!?", Cutte and the female back away with a leap while he was covering his eyes. It appears smoke is coming from them. "Damn it, she's protected him, those eyes aren't one of our own!" The female goes into a fighting pose and bared her claws out, showing she was not a human either. She started ranting, "UGH! That rebellious moron is going to pay for doing this with us!" She jumps but the 8-foot figure grabs her with its large hands, stopping her. "Hey, what are you doing, Ecnart!?", the female yells at him. Cutte sighs and stands up, "No, he is right. You back off, we'll catch him", Cutte says as he puts his mask back on, sounding a bit distressed.
"What... catch me?", Xackt was looking confused, then changed slowly to a scared expression. He started rubbing his eyes as they were in pain, but everything was starting to look less blurry. Cutte started sprinting at Xackt, reaching his position and grabbing him by the throat with one claw. He was so fast, Xackt could barely react. He fell to the floor with Cutte on top of him. With his other claw, he pointed a scalpel at him, "You are coming with us, and don't try to resist." Xackt grunted, closing his eyes, "Gckkk! B... but I'm not resisting... s-stop..." Cutte licks the scalpel, covering it with a strange purple liquid on it. "This should put you to sleep", Cutte says as he stabs Xackt's neck with the scalpel. Xackt started yelling as his eyes went from blur to its clear reptile-like yellow with a glow as if he was activating. He grabs Cutte's arm with one hand and the place where the scalpel hit his neck started bursting out blood. Cutte gave a surprised look, "What... he shouldn't be bleeding like that..."
Five seconds later, the blood changed direction and aimed at Cutte. It pushed him away like a powered hose, ending up damaging his arm that held the scalpel. Xackt was free, looking tired as he stood up. The scalpel that Cutte put into his neck just leaked off of him and fell into the sand. "What the... ngh... did I do that?", Xackt said as he covered his neck, fearing blood loss. He then looked at his other paw. He seemed to stop bleeding from his neck already. Cutte gave a frustrated look, "Ecnart, attack! Detain him!"
The 8-foot figure suddenly appeared to the side of Xackt and punches him with a large fist against his body. He was sent over 20 feet away, rolling on the ground on the sand. After he stopped, Xackt tried to get up. It was too painful to try standing, and there was a large ringing in his head. Ecnart lands from above next to Xackt with Cutte on his shoulder, picking the Xackt up and squeezing his body so he doesn't escape anywhere. Cutte's smile shows from his mask as his mouth wasn't covered, "Your ah 'hell lot of trouble right now with those eyes, but we won't give you any chances to escalate that situation", he said as he punches Xackt in the face.
Suddenly, Xackt started growling quietly. He stared at both Cutte and Ecnart with menacing glowing eyes. He suddenly melted slowly in Ecnart's huge hand. "What in the...", Cutte looks puzzled as after Xackt melted to the floor, he grew into a wave of red, resulting in them quickly backing away. The red wave stops and transforms in front of them. It looked like a huge dragon snake-like creature with 5 eyes and huge bone-like arms. It roared at them with an aggravating ear pierce, shaking the whole area. It was so immense; it caused the sand and the wind to seize. Cutte is frozen with fear, "Woo... aah! Ecnart, g-get us out! N-now! We are retreating!"
Ecnart runs full speed towards the female, grabbing her and then retreating. "What... power. It's so... good, ha...Haha", the female figure says to herself, looking at her paws and then reaching over to Xackt's direction. "He has some much hate right now, it soooo..." Cutte interrupts her, "Your crazy, you know that? Ugh! damn, my arm is bleeding from that surprise attack. Did he attack with his blood?" He then squeezes his hand, "How are we going to catch him? His blood...it's got my arm all numb. What a... strange and troubling power." The female then brushes her hair slowly with her claws, "Maybe he just needs a memory jogging, maybe... an old friend that'll distract him. I'm interested in what his reaction will be..." As she grins, Cutte looked confused. "What old friend, it's only three of u-", The female stops him with her paw, "I've got access to things, let's just keep it at that", she smiles.
"I'm surprised you don't remember him. Our master has always used him for missions that require...a lot of yelling perhaps? Intimidation by rage and hate?" Cutte just shrugs, looking at Ecnart, "Eeh, don't think so, that is just how that living being is." The three disappear from the distance. There is less roaring from where Xackt was, silence. Then the sandy winds went back to normal.
Surrounded in darkness, there is a bright light, with a voice calling. Can't make out the words. It sounds like it wants to help.
An hour had passed at the same slight windy desert, the middle of nowhere. Xackt had been laying on the sand, back to his original self. He slowly gained consciousness, getting off from his stomach to sit and rub his eyes. He was feeling very dizzy. "What... happened?" He makes a sad expression as he looked at the sky, then around him before he stood on his feet. Wondering where he should start walking, he headed in a random direction. He wondered about the dream he had earlier. The light in the darkness, a voice. Xackt stares at the sand as he feels his right part of the body, especially his arm was aching. He squeezed the arm with his other paw. He thought about what happened with those three other hostile creatures that were after them, hoping they wouldn't bother him again.
After some thinking to himself, Xackt saw a figure in the direction he was going. He stopped; afraid it was another hostile being. The figure was also walking towards him. Xackt couldn't make out his face too well, his eyes were blurred a bit. The figure walked to 15 feet from him. "Who are you... is someone there... or perhaps an illusion?", Xackt asks. The figure answers, "Well, hello old friend." Xackt squints and sees it was a reddish-orange goat-like creature. He had the same eyes as him. Xackt shows no expression towards him and then looks away at the floor, "I don't know you...Who are you?". The goat-like creature showed an irritated expression, showing his fangs. "W-What... You don't reme-!"
He sprints to Xackt, grabbing him by his collar and breathing heavily with anger. "You... son of a... How can you just up and forget EVERYTHING you tried to do?! Huh?". Xackt just stares at the yelling creature with no expression. The creature then drops him on the floor, looking all pissed and pointing his finger at him, "Well, it doesn't matter. I'm not allowed to kill you... But for now, I can have fun using you as a punching bag..." He goat makes a menacing face towards him, but Xackt just stares at him while on the floor. He asks, "What do you want from me?" The goat smiles slowly, shot out a burst of flames from his paws straight at Xackt like a flamethrower.
Xackt felt such torturing pain, his body had bubbles boiling around where he was hit. His blood started popping and dripping onto the sand around him. His eyes closed shut as he grinds his teeth, trying to fall forward and get up. The goat walks to him and points his paw at Xackt again, "I want you to suffer." He shoots another dose of flames towards him and Xackt starts to whimper, holding back the urge to yell. The goat stops, kicking his face. It sent him back on his back as the goat then stomped on Xackt's chest. His foot was slightly sinking into him due to the flames softening his body. "My, that looks painful there. You're starting to melt away... Well, kinda." He then blows smoke from his nose and smiles, "Well, just in case it rings a bell, the names Phire." Xackt pushes at Phire's leg, but the immense pain from being burned weakened him. Phire chuckled, "Aw, well aren't you cute, still acting all innocent. Still as weak as ever. Well, your stupid meddling friends aren't here to save you this time."
He stomps on Xackt's chest several times, with parts of his blood from his chest splattering on the goat's foot. He then grabs his neck, lifting him and positioning his paw towards him. Xackt felt like he was about to cry. For some reason, he could only muster a small tear. Xackt felt such pain and sadness in his chest. Not from the pain of the fire, but almost as if it was supposed to be from something else. It was very confusing. Phire laughs through his nose with smoke, "What's wrong, not afraid of fire, are you?". Xackt was not afraid of the fire, but it almost felt like there was someone within him that was scared for him. His reptile-like eyes reacted to the thought, glowing a small bit. Phire then smiles and shoots another dose of flames at Xackt.
Xackt bit his lip as he struggled and grabbed Phire's claw away, but the flames were melting his grip and his body started melting blood into the sand floor. For a longer period, Xackt felt terror and intense heat of pain. Phire then stopped, squeezing Xackt's neck. Some of the blood spreading on his arm. Xackt started to make noises resembling crying, but with no tears. Phire bares his fangs, "Yeah, that's right. Now you know who's boss. Now I'm enjoying this properly." The blood that fell on Phire's arm fizzled and evaporated. "Tch, unlike Cutte and the rest, my body is immune to your blood numb effect. Perfect job for me to capture you and also to settle a score." Xackt started to fall unconscious, still struggling out of the goat's grasp, but everything was going dark for him. "Somebody... please. Help..." All Xackt could see in his mind was a pink shadowy figure, grabbing his head with two yellow glowing lights.
Phire was feeling satisfied, still squeezing Xackt's neck a little more after he fell unconscious. But suddenly, Xackt's body burst with blood at Phire's face. It caused him to move back and rub his eyes with one arm, "Ugh, what in the...?!" His other arm, the paw that was holding onto Xackt's neck. He wasn't there anymore. Just a pile of blood, dripping unto the sand. "Huh...?" The goat stares forward then looked around. Xackt was facing down, with a paw and a knee placed on the ground, like he was rising slowly, still with bubbles steaming on his body. Some of his bones started showing from the excessive melting. His bones that were showing seemed shiny black and smooth, nothing like normal bones like a human or any other creature must-have. They were slowly being covered as his blood and body were reverting to his normal anatomy.
Xackt started to stand up and stared at Phire with a sad expression that was slowly changing to a slightly bothered one. The goat just stared at him with confusion, "Heh... what, gonna run away again?" Xackt then showed signs of struggling as he grabbed his head as if he was trying to keep his sanity. The desert's wind started blowing more for a second, but then completely stopped. Xackt was still, slowly moving his paw down from his head. He made a sharp glance at Phire and he vanished from his spot. It left Phire speechless as Xackt was now standing to the side of him, extending a paw at Phire's head to grab him.
The goat quickly dashed away. Xackt was not at that spot anymore after that and Phire was annoyed. He then felt a sharp pain in his back, causing him to fall forward and landed on his hands. Phire gritted his teeth, facing around to see Xackt behind him, "W-what the hell. How are you doing that in this form?!" Xackt stares at him with a calm face, "I... think I know you..." He steps over Phire and bends down to his face. Phire smiles and flips over onto his back, "Oh yea, did you remember-?", Xackt interrupts him. "No... what you did", then Phire stared at him with a confused face, sweating a little, "What I did? The hell you on about?" Xackt slightly made an angry expression as his face lowered and his hair covered most of his eyes, "You really are unaware of the actions you chose towards me back then... just a useful tool for him... poor old friend..."
Xackt prepared his paw at Phire's face as a black knife with a crimson red outline extracted out. Xackt then jammed his paw with the weapon into Phire's eye, causing him to scream in agony. He started squirming and tried to push away Xackt's hand to escape. Xackt retracts the sharp weapon back a little and grabs the goat's neck with his left paw. He then jams it back into the same eye and starts twisting the sharp weapon. "UUUGH...You! Son of a Bitch, I'll Kill You!", Phire yelled. He grabs Xackt's arm and prepared to blow a ton of flames against him, but nothing would come out.
He started at Xackt's face, seeing his yellow eyes glowing as he was giving a small creepy grin. "W-what the hell! What's wrong? ...my eye! My power!?...N-no, wait, your damn blood?!" Xackt pulls the weapon away and Phire covered his eye to keep the blood from rushing out. He starts yelling out a bunch of gibberish, rolling in pain while Xackt backs away and starts to feel a sharp pain in his head, "Ngh my head...!" Phire's body then started to get all static-like. He noticed and panicked, "N-no, I'm not... done here yet! Don't bring me back! UUuuugh!" The goat fell forward with blood dripping from his eye into the sand. Then he was zapped away, gone. Some mysterious force took him away.
Xackt fell to his knees, with a huge headache. He started moaning as his forehead felt like it was splitting. "What's wrong with...me? Was that... me...?" I didn't mean to..." He falls laying on his side, staring at his paw that had extended a weapon. There was no trace of it, not even a wound where it came out from. As he wanders in thought, he fell asleep. He was tired from all the pain and torture from the flames he endured from Phire. The winds soothing through his fur helped him rest as he rested on the warm sand. Within his mind, he could hear a gentle voice and felt as if he was being lifted by gravity. Then it felt like two arms were hugging him, a body pressing against him. He felt someone nuzzle the back of his head as they spoke into his ear. It was very faint like a ghost was doing this. "I'm so sorry... I left you all alone with no way to get to you. I... hope you can forgive me..." Xackt felt too heavy to react to what he heard.
Everything within Xackt's mind faded out the voice, then it went blank.
End of Chapter 1
